The World in the 21st Century: Comment
INC WORLD CONSULTANTS PART III
RETURN TO REALITY
James Skinner on war and peace in the 21st century
population was reduced to a mere ten percent of its peak number
of 6 billion human beings.....
so they did, my brothers. Our forefathers in Hackensack on that memorable
date back in 2022 devised their famous business plan to save the world
based on the simple rules of capitalism. World Peace could
be converted into a profit and loss account managed by properly trained
executives in the basic arts of religion, clean politics
and human rights. All they had to do was go out and sell it to what
was left of humanity. And so they did, brothers, so they did!
I kept tossing and turning trying hard to listen to Mohamed Smith as
he back tracked on the annals of American history, but something kept
pricking my somnolent brain. Mohameds words became muffled.
To recap on the state of the earth at the time my brothers, the
world population was reduced to a mere ten percent of its peak number
of 6 billion human beings. Just think, my brothers, soon after the turn
of the century, 600 million people were left wandering about hopelessly
in what was left of our devastated planet. Some were still dying of
nuclear fall out, others of hunger and disease and those remaining with
any hope left just looked to the skies and kept asking the same question
over and over again, why? The remaining religious fanatics,
my brothers were in a quandary. Had they achieved their goal and quelled
the infidels? Hell no! my brothers, they did not. They too were dazed
and seeking an answer to the devastation.
Bang! As my eyes wandered around Ground Zero and my brain continued
to take in the words of Mohamed, I heard this explosion in the background.
No flash, no fire just a muffled sound of gunfire or something similar
had agitated my grey matter. As my will power fought against this perturbation
I learned about the marketing plan.
A quick and thorough market survey my brothers, lead the way to
the development and success of the famous World Peace Sales Plan.
The first move our forefathers made was to assess, not only of what
was left amongst the ashes, but to slash open the core of the cause
and the aftermath of the holocaust. We all know my brothers, that zealous
religious fanaticism was the ultimate finger that pressed the trigger
but it was the secondary effect of remorse that eventually prevailed
and set the foundations for the plan. Yes my brothers, can you imagine
Gods wrath reaching out from Heaven and spreading repentance amongst
the evil doers, every single one of them? But who were the sinners you
may ask? All my brothers, all were sinners to the hilt. Every single
human at the time had evil flowing through his veins. The devil was
everywhere. The Hackensackers saw the light, heard the message and started
A white flash followed by yet another burst of noise kept prodding at
my being. I was losing my concentration. I kept reaching and reaching
for Mohameds words. I was slowly losing them. His continuing dissertation
reeked with distortion.
They went forth, my brothers, brochures in one hand and a contract
in the other. They toured the devastated planet and reached out to every
human still standing on his feet. Each was given a simple message and
offered a contract. Your peace, freedom and future well being
for a hundred dollars a month, was featured in the glossy. The
pamphlet went on to describe the terms and payment arrangements but
the important clause on the contract was straightforward and simple.
Do I hear him correctly?
You must accept that your salvation is dependant on the acknowledgement
that there is only one God and that he rules supreme for all mankind.
That any involvement in political activity is considered a hobby with
ultimate charitable goals. All for a hundred bucks a month.
Whats he driving at?
Gone are the days of Catholics and Muslims and Hindus and Masons
and Reds under the beds and Hippies and Jews and left-wingers
I suddenly sprang from my sofa tripping over the cat whilst knocking
the remaining half of a cup of coffee all over my wifes Persian
carpet. I wasnt in bed after all. I searched for my glasses. My
instinct told me something was happening in the world at that moment.
Through blurred vision I could faintly see that hell was flashing across
my television screen. I cant remember leaving the bloody thing
on! Yet there it was yelling at me to wake up. Wake up you sod.
Mohamed has gone leaving your mind a pulp. I was in a pool of
sweat. I found my glasses and gasped.
the second suicide bomb has demolished the British Consulate
leaving several more dead and injured.
Where am I? Suicide bombs yet again? Where?
The news broadcaster went on to say, the Turkish government has
declared a state of emergency and although no terrorist group has yet
claimed responsibility all indications point once again to the Islamic
fundamentalist group, al Qaeda as the culprit of yet another international
I began to shake like a leaf and weep like a two year old. For the first
time in my life I was scared. I was scared for myself and my family,
and my neighbour, and Turkey, and Europe, and the world economy and
every damn thing on this earth. God, I had been dreaming about the wonderful
reconciliation of mankind through the words of Brother Mohamed at Ground
Zero one hundred years from now but was suddenly brought back to reality.
Hell man, youre still here at the starting post. The real shit
is yet to come. Just think you jerk of what is really going on. How
can a few cranks with a handful of explosives turn everything upside
down overnight! Why? Why? Why? Where does all this hatred come from?
I closed my eyes and thought again about Mohamed and his final words
which somehow lingered on in my mind. Dont ask my how..
My brothers, USA Inc. saved the world thanks to the initiative
of a group of business do-gooders. Yes, my brothers, they combined entrepreneurial
skills with a lucrative approach to human rights. They introduced a
fourth way of conviviality among humans by uniting individual religious
beliefs and political activism with a common economic goal of survival.
Their motto was: You may pray in peace, you may govern in peace,
but by the grace of God, you must all pay the going rate for peace.
The rest, my brothers is history.
I closed my eyes once again and prayed that I could return to my dream.
This present shattered world has passed the point of repair and besides,
is beyond my simple comprehension!
© James Skinner. December 2003
WAR in the 21st Century
Skinner has a dream Part One
NUCLEAR WAR in the 21st Century-
Skinner has a dream about war & peace.
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Migration - Part Two
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